" Ah…" Great-grandfather Ren screamed in pain. He stood up with the candlestick in his hand and struggled in pain.
At this moment, Ninth Uncle came out with a gourd tied with a corpse rope. Seeing this scene, he didn't use his magic treasure anymore. He picked up a stool and smashed it fiercely at Old Master Ren's feet.
"Pa!" The stool shattered into pieces, and Old Master Ren, who had been roasted by the fire and was carrying a pure iron candlestick weighing more than a hundred catties, was immediately smashed down.
Qiu Sheng flipped over like a civet cat and rolled to a bag of glutinous rice. He raised the bag and threw it over, pouring all the remaining 10 catties of glutinous rice over.
Glutinous rice could not only cure zombies, but it could also support fire. Amidst the dense explosions that sounded like gunshots, the flames grew even stronger.
Old Master Ren was already a flying zombie and was no longer afraid of mortal fire. When Glutinous Rice went up, it was different. It had originally stood up but fell down again.
Tingting, I'll give you that bamboo tube!" Qiu Sheng shouted.
Ren Tingting immediately ran in and handed the bamboo tube to him. He held the bamboo tube with one hand and formed a seal with the other. He chanted," The Devil King is restrained and guards my pavilion. The viciousness and filth dissipate, and the Dao Qi remains. Hurry up!"
After casting the incantation, Qiu Sheng pulled out the stopper and poured the glutinous rice fire, black dog blood, and boy urine that had been enhanced by the incantation over.
This was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. After being splashed with the glutinous rice fire, black dog's blood, and boy's urine, which had been blessed with a spell, Great-Grandfather Ren bounced up before falling down and stopped moving.
"Add firewood!" Ninth Uncle shouted at Wen Cai and Ah Wei before sitting on the ground.
This was the first time he had encountered such a powerful zombie. It was really killing him.
Qiusheng wanted to learn from Ninth Uncle, but just as he bowed, Ren Tingting shielded him.
Alright, a person with a partner was ten times happier than a single dog!
" You set people up, and the living avoid you…" At this moment, Martial Uncle Four-Eyed's unique voice came from outside the mortuary.
"…" Qiu Sheng was speechless. Uncle-Master, we've already finished fighting. Why are you only here now?
………
Five days later, Ren Tingting came to the mortuary accompanied by Qiu Sheng after settling the funeral affairs of her father and grandfather.
Today was an auspicious day for setting up an altar and casting spells. Ninth Uncle was prepared to accept Ren Tingting as his disciple today and teach her Taoism.
When they arrived at the mortuary, Wen Cai had already set up an altar in front of the founder. When the good day arrived, Ninth Uncle, who was dressed in a formal suit (Taoist robe), and the witnesses arrived together.
Mao Mountain's disciple acceptance ceremony was quite complicated. After the altar was opened, there was a prayer for the blessing of heaven and earth, followed by a prayer for the blessing of the founder. Ren Tingting kowtowed nine times and bowed three times.
After that, it was simple. Ninth Uncle first carved Ren Tingting's name and eight characters on a wooden tablet made from the heart of a hundred-year-old locust tree. Then, he took a drop of blood from her glabella and dripped it on the wooden tablet.
When the life tablet was made, Ninth Uncle asked Ren Tingting to hold it with both hands and raise it to the center of his brows. Then, he prayed devoutly to the statue of the ancestor and placed the life tablet in front of it.
This was a name given before the gods, and only after the Patriarch acknowledged it could one cast the Dao of Mao Mountain. Otherwise…Qiu Sheng was not sure, but it seemed that many traitors of Mao Mountain could still cast evil spells.
Then, Uncle Nine burned a notice with Ren Tingting's name and eight characters written on it and sent it to the underworld. He let her put her name in the underworld and accumulate Yin De to cultivate.
With that, Ren Tingting was considered to have entered the Maoshan Taoist Faction. Ninth Uncle picked up the cinnabar talisman pen, formed a seal, and chanted a spell. He pointed at Ren Tingting's glabella and opened her spiritual aperture, allowing her to breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and refine her mana.
"Tingting, how do you feel?" Qiu Sheng asked after helping Ren Tingting up.
"I feel refreshed, and my thoughts are unprecedentedly clear!”Ren Tingting said.
"Take advantage of the fact that my spirit has just been awakened to circulate the Nine Heavens Mystic Technique and absorb the spiritual qi of heaven and earth!”Ninth Uncle said.
"Yes, sir!" Ren Tingting replied and immediately sat down cross-legged to cultivate.
"Qiusheng, now that the matter with the Ren family is over, let's talk about another matter.”He glanced at Ninth Uncle, who walked to the table and sat down. He called Qiu Sheng over and said,"
"Master, Uncle-Master, have some tea!" Qiu Sheng poured tea for Ninth Uncle and asked after he sat down,""Master, what is it?”
Qiu Sheng had some thoughts in his mind,'After the funeral, is there going to be a wedding?
This was possible. If he could break through the virgin technique as soon as possible, he could be at ease and go on a wild adventure.
Young ladies were no good, but wives who didn't need to take responsibility could be bold enough to do it…
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Ninth Uncle say,"Follow your Martial Uncle to his place for a period of time.”
"Ah?" Qiu Sheng's fantasy was shattered. He exclaimed,""Why?"
"Why? You're already so old. It's time for you to go out and see the world and gain experience. Follow your Martial Uncle. I'm at ease!”
Ninth Uncle did not even blink. He had clearly asked Qiusheng to motivate Jia Le, but he had made it sound like it was an experience. Si Mu, who was watching from the side, gave him a thumbs up.
A senior brother was a senior brother, and he was higher than a junior brother!
"I still have to help Aunt look after the shop. I can't get away!”Qiu Sheng said.
What a joke. Uncle Shimu's house was thousands of miles away from here (maybe even further). There were no planes or high-speed rail. He had to travel thousands of miles during the day and at night (needed to chase corpses). Qiu Sheng would only agree if he had a hole in his head!
Also, his martial uncle lived in a place with only two houses within a hundred miles. If Master Yixiu didn't bring Qingqing back, he wouldn't be able to see a single female.
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